I could put a bullet
In me now
I could hand a rope
To end it and die
I could jump off a bridge
Stop living this lie
I could take the pills
Without saying goodbye
I can’t stop bleeding
Will it stop me before my time
I can’t win this clichèd fight
Are my own thoughts even mine
I can’t slow the sinking
Will water fill my lungs or wine
I can’t refuse poison, it it the end of the tunnel
This light and shine
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 4:18 AM UTC
I could put a bullet
In me now
I could hand a rope
To end it and die
I could jump off a bridge
Stop living this lie
I could take the pills
Without saying goodbye
I can’t stop bleeding
Will it stop me before my time
I can’t win this clichèd fight
Are my own thoughts even mine
I can’t slow the sinking
Will water fill my lungs or wine
I can’t refuse poison, it it the end of the tunnel
This light and shine
